Capítulo 6: Broken [2/2]

Junya burst through the bathroom doors and puked chunks before he even could reach the toilet. The gross remembrance made him heave more every time, the bitterness of the scene intertwined with the bitterness in his mouth.

His body only allowed him to stop when he started puking stomach juices.

"That's not real, that didn't happen" Junya tried to convince himself, but the feeling in his heart served as a painful reminder.

He held his heart tightly. 'I feel… I feel like my heart shattered into an incalculable amount of pieces. This isn't happening'

Junya finally found a word for the emptiness he felt, but his mind wasn't at ease. There was something else he felt, it was a burning urge that he never felt before.

He could feel something was wrong when he found the words. "Why do I want to kill someone"

As he was thinking about his sudden urges, he heard banging from outside the door.

"Junya, open the door, I need to talk to you," Imani said from outside, obviously in a hasty panic.

But there was no response, he looked at the door with fiery eyes in wonder. 'I wonder If I pushed a katana in the middle, would it pierce her head…'

Imani continued her frantic banging. Her intense wailing grew to become an irritable cry for Junya.

"Call the teacher, tell him to come here" Junya hissed through the door. "Tell him I'm going to kill myself!"

"Junya I'm sorry, you know I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you. I meant it when I said I loved you. Trust me, there's something wrong with me and I don't know what to do. Don't do anything that drastic, please just listen to me". She begged through heavy sobs.

Her words sunk deep into Junya's heart. His mind wanted to believe but he could convince his heart but the feeling of his broken heart would relapse into greater pain.

"We can talk after, call the teacher and Grant, and tell them what I said!" Junya yelled, dismissing her desperate pleas.

"Are you mad?"

"Call the fucking teacher!" Junya yelled, slamming his fist in anger. 'Is she really this fucking dense! Are you serious!?'

Junya's perception of Imani began to change.

Imani knew by his tone that he was angry, more than angry, enraged. Yet she also knew she would get in trouble if news broke out, ultimately though she was more afraid of Junya killing himself.

"I'm going to call them ok? Please don't do anything reckless" She added. "Remember I love you"

Junya's heart gave him a piercing feeling once more. It was like those words ran a stake through his chest. He squeeze his chest to cope with the feeling and listened to her footsteps fade away, making sure she was gone.

Junya slowly opened the door and looked out. He slipped out unnoticed, he could describe the first feeling he felt.

It was resent.

***

"Mr. Grant, teacher! Something is wrong with Junya!" Imani frantically shouted. It was obvious to see she was slightly disheveled, putting them on guard.

"He's in the bathroom, and he says he's going to kill himself!" Imani whimpered, practically crying at this point. It became terrifying to think she would be the reason Junya killed himself.

"What!?" Both students and staff looked confused alike.

They verified her information before they jumped into action.

Mr. Brook, was the first to respond, speaking into his radio, "I need any soldiers close to Medical Ward A's bathroom standby. We have a code blue"

Grant and their teacher ran toward the designated bathroom. Grant was a D Rate Mobster, so he reached within a matter of minutes. All the other Soldiers were on standby around the door.

Imani was brought along to confirm it was that bathroom.

"Hey Junya, Why don't you come on out and talk." a soldier said gently.

Imani continued crying from both embarrassment and fright, knowing she was the cause of all this, but all she hoped was that he was safe.

Womp! Womp! Womp!

"Unauthorized personnel has opened the shelter gate. I repeat Unauthorized personnel has opened the shelter gate, we need available personnel on deck"

The announcement could be heard all over the facility.

Grant looked at the guard for the gate who had a frightened expression on his face. They realized that Junya was not in that bathroom anymore.

"Dammit what shit timing" Grant cursed."Whats the description"

"Suspect is making his way outside and is wearing a black and brown uniform and carrying a long sword. He has light blonde hair, is about 5'10, and is heading for the trees"

Imani's face froze listening to the announcement.

"He is weak, he couldn't have gone that far. I can bring him back before he goes anywhere" Grant said, immediately recognizing the description of the boy.

At the same time, another radio message sounded, on the intercom.

"Eagle 1 to Cradles Nest, we have eyes on some Crazed Armored Knights coming our way. Around 20 of them move at 40 miles per hour. We need all hands on deck!

Grant gritted his teeth hearing the predicament he was just put in. He slowly brought the radio to his mouth, "Eagle Bear, close the sheltered gates and prepare for the incoming attack"

"What are you doing! Junya is out there, how could you do this!" Imani cried while grabbing meekly at his sleeve.

"If you're asking me to risk the life of this town because of some little prick who doesn't know danger then I'll kill you right here, right now" Grant snarled, he released an intimidating pressure on her, which made Imani collapse to her knees.

She could only wear an expression of defeat.

"Roger that sir, initiating shut down mechanism" The woman echoed her orders.

Imani heard the gate close from beyond the radio. She felt like the world collapsed upon her when she realized that Junya was locked out.

"It's all my fault... I loved him, I really do, and look what I did. All because I couldn't control myself. I never wanted to be this way, why couldn't I just do something as simple as loving him after all these years we grew up together"

Imani choked on her tears as the reality became painfully clear.

***

Junya trudged past the soldiers that were running to his previous bathroom location, which he already abandoned. The soldiers had not seen any action in some time and most of them were excited to see something interesting.

'I'll fucking show them all, I don't need to be in some decrepit old town like this'

This allowed him to walk freely into the weapons room. He looked at the sword that first caught his eye seeing this, he knew what he wanted to do.

"This one is good," Junya lifted the glass cover and took the sword from the display. "I don't need anyone, I can prove myself with my own strength. I don't need my goal to lie solely on some broad. Only with my own strength can I carry out my own bidding. I'll show them all and kill until the work had new meaning."

It was heavy, but Junya's well-kept muscles allowed him to swing it well. He trained almost every day and was only weaker than the others because he hadn't unlocked Elo's command, this was their only difference.

The polished sword was 1.5 meters long with a 10-inch handguard. Below its display, it had a decorative leather sheath which he stole as well.

Time was limited. His distraction wouldn't buy him enough time so taking anything else would be unnecessary.

Junya wandered toward the gate of the shelter which now lacked a guardsman. He went into the control area and spontaneously flipped all the switches on the panel until he found one that finally made the gate shudder open.

He slammed his sword into the panel causing it to spark, meaning the only way to close the gate was manual.

Junya then burst into a full sprint running toward the opened gate, he was slow but all other guards focusing their time on fixing the opened gate. As he passed through he could hear resounding yells from the intercom telling him to come back, but he ignored them.

Junya continued his running through the thicket and brushed, the branches flicking at his face and legs. He never understood why no soldiers were sent after him, but he never cared, It was better for him, since he believed he needed to prove himself capable.

For all he cared, the whole town could shove it up to their asses.

With his beliefs and desire fresh in he ran into the distance, with the lingering pain of betrayal still fresh in his heart.

— EN: Hi all, it's the editor, just wanted to give a quick thanks for reading this mf, it's greatly appreciated. I have no idea how I ended up here but so far, I'm thoroughly enjoying myself. It's going to be a wild ride. - R xx